Hate To Love You

14

~🍂 Azariah 🍂~

"So she's seeing someone. And that's a big deal why?" My mind registered Kayden asking. He was typing away on his system while I laid comfortably on his bed.

Although I heard the question, I was currently reliving the events that took place immediately after the dinner so I didn't give a response.

We'd both seen Erik off to his car and as we reentered the house, she closed the door allowing herself lean on it while her eyes searched my expression and eyes for something. She was trying so hard to gauge my reaction but I wasn't letting her.

"Do you wanna sit?" She'd asked, giving up on trying to pinpoint my feelings through my expressions and I just nodded.

I didn't want to say a word, not then at least. I didn't trust myself and I was afraid if I did, I would say something I didn't mean and regret it later.

"So... What do you think of Erik?" She asked once we'd sat in silence for a few seconds, running to a minute.

"When did you guys start dating?" I asked, choosing to ignore her question and the bag of sh*t that would come with answering it.

"Three years and 7 months now." She muttered and I tried to stop myself from snapping a rude comment at her.

"Three years mom? Three years and 7 frickin months? That's basically 4 years and I'm just finding out now? What's worse, you invite him for dinner without proper heads up. How do you expect me to feel?" I ask, question after question, raising my voice an octave higher than I'd meant once I said the last statement.

She remained silent for a few seconds before saying "I'm sorry"

I stood, and with a slight scoff I said "I'm sorry too mom" before heading up to my room.

I felt something make contact with my body and I glanced down to find Kayden's pen sliding off my stomach.

"Why is your mom dating someone such a huge deal?" He asked, now facing his system since he'd gotten my attention.

"It's a huge frickin deal. She's changing our lives!" I say, my voice unintentionally going higher than I'd meant it to be, laced with the frustration I'd been carrying about since that day.

Kayden ignored my little outburst saying "It's been years your dad left. What is so wrong in her wanting to feel loved again?"

"I've had her attention for barely four years and now some random person waltz in? Not to mention the fact that she's been seeing him for three frickin years and seven months without letting me know."

He swiveled the chair so he was facing me but he remained mute, the silence lasting longer than I was comfortable with before he hummed, returning to face whatever he was so furiously typing away at.

I would have, but his silence on the issue and his hum pregnant with words I knew I wouldn't like made me refrain from probing for his opinion.

"What are you doing anyways?" I asked to change the topic and dissolve the lingering tension, but he shrugged not offering a single word in response.

"Remind me how we became friends." I said with a scoff accompanied by an eye roll and this time, he completely ignored me.

My mind was reeling, trying to find things to stop myself from thinking of Erik and my mom's four year secret relationship. Somehow, my mind ends up on the back length, dark haired girl who'd bumped into me on the first day.

She seemed to be everywhere after that incident, including the cinema Kayden and I had gone to.

Thoughts of her brought a smile to my face when I remembered I was finally going to get her back for bumping into me and getting me an extra week of detention.